Fourth Ave got locked down
We ran the whole town
Yo bitch got slop jaw
She stress me out dawg
Rogaine, can't hair y'all
Don't run your mouth dog
Man up, don't be proud
Giving free game out
Don't leave, the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up, get knocked off
Cocaine got lock jaw
Don't leave the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up get dropped off
Yo bitch got lock jaw
Follie, Free Juelz
It gave me wind chills
Came up on Ninth Ave
D.C. don't play fair
Cousins out here always missing
Didn't have a pot to piss in
Rodney was my brother missing
Beamon out here on a mission
Wilson always out here ripping,
Tyler always out here tripping
Love ya mom, I'll always kiss ya
Sorry pops, I'll always miss ya
Drop a 16 to show you what my mission 'bout
Pops gone, visit Wes in the dirty south
Love my brothers, tryna figure out what life about
All my youngins coming up, it's a crazy route
Grow yourself, grab the fam, that's just what it's 'bout
F*ck the money up and it'll be a crazy drought
And if you know squad, know we are not soft
Don't leave, the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up, get knocked off
Cocaine got lock jaw
Don't leave the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up get dropped off
Yo bitch got lock jaw
Gunning for top spots
Show me where boss plots
I'm on some shit that you could never stop
I'm stacking bread up, need some more, I got a lot
I been working so damn hard, I need a break from the clock
All my boys are holdin' fire like we burning the block
On a mission to get it so I been cruising like Tom
Smoking so much gas, it's like I painted my lung
I promise you don't want no smoke, don't want no problems
'Cuz there ain't many ways to solve 'em
Had to flip my shit up i'm feeling just like I'm Spaulding
But bitch it's Wilson and i'm calling
You'll catch me always rocking Crocs, it's f*ck a Balmain
Wilson Sheck Wes, got all these hoes calling
Off the propane like I live next to Bill Dauterive
The mommies love me like I'm Daughtry
Don't leave, the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up, get knocked off
Cocaine got lock jaw
Don't leave the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up get dropped off
Yo bitch got lock jaw
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Fourth Ave got locked down
We ran the whole town
Yo bitch got slop jaw
She stress me out dawg
Rogaine, can't hair y'all
Don't run your mouth dog
Man up, don't be proud
Giving free game out
Don't leave, the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up, get knocked off
Cocaine got lock jaw
Don't leave the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up get dropped off
Yo bitch got lock jaw
Follie, Free Juelz
It gave me wind chills
Came up on Ninth Ave
D.C. don't play fair
Cousins out here always missing
Didn't have a pot to piss in
Rodney was my brother missing
Beamon out here on a mission
Wilson always out here ripping,
Tyler always out here tripping
Love ya mom, I'll always kiss ya
Sorry pops, I'll always miss ya
Drop a 16 to show you what my mission 'bout
Pops gone, visit Wes in the dirty south
Love my brothers, tryna figure out what life about
All my youngins coming up, it's a crazy route
Grow yourself, grab the fam, that's just what it's 'bout
F*ck the money up and it'll be a crazy drought
And if you know squad, know we are not soft
Don't leave, the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up, get knocked off
Cocaine got lock jaw
Don't leave the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up get dropped off
Yo bitch got lock jaw
Gunning for top spots
Show me where boss plots
I'm on some shit that you could never stop
I'm stacking bread up, need some more, I got a lot
I been working so damn hard, I need a break from the clock
All my boys are holdin' fire like we burning the block
On a mission to get it so I been cruising like Tom
Smoking so much gas, it's like I painted my lung
I promise you don't want no smoke, don't want no problems
'Cuz there ain't many ways to solve 'em
Had to flip my shit up i'm feeling just like I'm Spaulding
But bitch it's Wilson and i'm calling
You'll catch me always rocking Crocs, it's f*ck a Balmain
Wilson Sheck Wes, got all these hoes calling
Off the propane like I live next to Bill Dauterive
The mommies love me like I'm Daughtry
Don't leave, the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up, get knocked off
Cocaine got lock jaw
Don't leave the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up get dropped off
Yo bitch got lock jaw
We ran the whole town
Yo bitch got slop jaw
She stress me out dawg
Rogaine, can't hair y'all
Don't run your mouth dog
Man up, don't be proud
Giving free game out
Don't leave, the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up, get knocked off
Cocaine got lock jaw
Don't leave the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up get dropped off
Yo bitch got lock jaw
Follie, Free Juelz
It gave me wind chills
Came up on Ninth Ave
D.C. don't play fair
Cousins out here always missing
Didn't have a pot to piss in
Rodney was my brother missing
Beamon out here on a mission
Wilson always out here ripping,
Tyler always out here tripping
Love ya mom, I'll always kiss ya
Sorry pops, I'll always miss ya
Drop a 16 to show you what my mission 'bout
Pops gone, visit Wes in the dirty south
Love my brothers, tryna figure out what life about
All my youngins coming up, it's a crazy route
Grow yourself, grab the fam, that's just what it's 'bout
F*ck the money up and it'll be a crazy drought
And if you know squad, know we are not soft
Don't leave, the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up, get knocked off
Cocaine got lock jaw
Don't leave the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up get dropped off
Yo bitch got lock jaw
Gunning for top spots
Show me where boss plots
I'm on some shit that you could never stop
I'm stacking bread up, need some more, I got a lot
I been working so damn hard, I need a break from the clock
All my boys are holdin' fire like we burning the block
On a mission to get it so I been cruising like Tom
Smoking so much gas, it's like I painted my lung
I promise you don't want no smoke, don't want no problems
'Cuz there ain't many ways to solve 'em
Had to flip my shit up i'm feeling just like I'm Spaulding
But bitch it's Wilson and i'm calling
You'll catch me always rocking Crocs, it's f*ck a Balmain
Wilson Sheck Wes, got all these hoes calling
Off the propane like I live next to Bill Dauterive
The mommies love me like I'm Daughtry
Don't leave, the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up, get knocked off
Cocaine got lock jaw
Don't leave the blocks hot
No we don't talk shop
Run up get dropped off
Yo bitch got lock jaw
Writer: Garrett Wilson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid